South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1887-07-08
ON THE FARM.

John Ramsey was working on his
farm, his careless, loose dress displaying
to advantage hi tall, muscular figure.
A broad straw hat shaded his handsome
face. The hands that guided the pillow
were strong hands but winter and more
delicate than such pursuits usually al
low.
Daisy Hale sat watching him. Her
dress WINS print, but made with founces
on the skirts and ruf1le' on the waist.
She wore jnunty hat, covered with
puffs of white muslin and bows of blue
ribbon to match the spots upon her
dress.
The face under Daisy's hat was
gloomy, not 10 say cross. A very pretty
face, but not pleasant, having petted,
spoiled child frown and brooding dis
content in the large blue eyes.
Presently the farmer drew near her,
and, taking off his hat, famed himself
with it, while he stopped his horses and
leaned indo!ently against the pillow.
"You look deliciously cool under this
great tree" he said "And-heml-
very much dressed for o'clock in the
morningw
SIN 5-penny Calico" she said con-
temptuously. at is too absurd for you
to be blowing and hoeing and mi king
cows and doing the work of laborIng
man! I thought when you came home
from college You would do something
besides work on farm"
"Aud let the farm go to ruin. That
would be poor way to pay my debts.
Your debtsl" she said, looking as :
tonished. do you owe debts2'
Certainly You and / are both very
heavily in debt, Daisy. ] think when
Aunt Mary took us in, poor little or
phans, | her nephew, you her third
cousin, all the money she saved in life
of hard work was spent upon our edu
GATOR. Do you know that she has moth
ing but the farm, and that to take her
from it would probably shorten her
life2r
But you could send her money, il
you were in the city in some gcntlemanly
occupation"
Pc rhaps SO, ten or twelve years from
now. To-day l propose to work this
farm and see how many bushels of olrn
! can raise on it,"
He took hold of the plow hanlIes as
he spoke, started the horses, and left
her. her eyes full OF angry tears.
"Hc might as we'll have said what he
meant" she thought, springng down
and starting for tho house ole thinks
l ought to cook and make butter and
work like servant girl. when ! have
studied so hard aud tiled to make my.
self a lady, that Inc might not be ashamed
Of inc"
AZ she drew near the house the sting
Of Johns words penetrated more and
more through the crust she hal drawn
over her heart, until fresh stab had met
her at the door. Looking in at tho open
door she saw white head bowed in
weeping, q slight figure shaken by sobs.
Quickly through all the sclG,hncss.
scil-reproach struck at the girls heart.
and in moment she WA on her knees
beside the low chair, her arms around
he weeping woman.
ooh, Aunt Mary, what Is ia Oh.
please don't cry sol On, what has hap.
pcncdw
Why, Daisy, dear"-through sobs
that would not he checked ut a moments
1oticc-"dan mind nc, I'm only tired.
icGSie--only tired"
Nov, I wi ! dark9n the window. &"
Daisy said, aLd you arc 10 rcs,l cor.
u you can, until di.ner fine"
'BL', Daisy you cnnnot make the
linno'"
81 will try" vas tho quick reply and
Aunt Mary U'rittcd.
Washing IN potatoes, Smelling peas.
Tying lam rp6kirs coffee, all allowed
hough busy, and Daisy sighingIy